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“Laying chained to the floor facing up are among the strongest Norsemen; but their strength is nothing compared to what it will be when Khorne’s blood fills their soul with a yearning to kill. Above these men is an iron grate – the floor of a massive arena where daemons fight each other. As the daemons are wounded and slain, their blood drips through the grate down onto the men below. All are christened as the blood drips on their bodies – these will be Khorne’s warriors. The lucky catch the blood on their tongues as it drips into their mouths – these will have a daemonic appetite for blood drive them. But a select few lay there with chains strapped across their chest watching the bloodbath above and are blessed to have a droplet of blood fall onto their eye – these are filled with the spirit and soul of a bloodletter, these are the Skull Reapers.”

~ Hurron Warpeye, Librarian of the Inevitable City

Skull Reaper

Archtype – Heavy DPS

Armor – Heavy Splint

Weapon – Greatsword

Mechanic – Skull Keeper

You have been blessed to have the blood of a daemon drip into your eye, giving you a daemonic insight into the ways of your foe. With a piercing bloodshot eye, you learn to adapt in battle and survive longer than your weaker counterparts. Quick to adjust to your enemy’s tactics and attacks, you increase your martial prowess as you fight. You have a pool of 0-120 Skull Keeper points which will increase over time as you engage your marked target; each point equates to one point of weapon skill.

Mastery Trees

Persecution – You hunt down those who hide behind thick armor hoping it will protect them from your savage blows.

Misery – You are driven to prolong your enemies’ death and bleed every drop of blood out of them.

Deprivation – Your soul is ravished at the thought of the weak suffering and you wear them down further. Read more…

‘Twenty three winters ago the fate of Kislev lay on the balances. Most of you are too young to remember those days, but that you live is a testament to capability of men like me… men greater than me! In that winter the skaven emerged from Hell Pit and joined forces with the Norse in a great northern onslaught. Whether they actually worked together or it was a mere coincidence no one can say, but what is for certain is that the combined numbers of those two great hordes of wild creatures almost broke Kislev. But we prevailed, Kislev prevailed. The boyars held the lines and never let Kislev falter. Every son of Kislev should strive to become a noble, but even more so, every son of Kislev should strive to earn the prestige in battle to become one of the Tsarina’s Boyars!”

~ Bogdan Taryn, Magnate of Koniecpole

Boyar

Archtype – Heavy DPS

Armor – Heavy Splint

Weapon – Great-staff

Mechanic – Warden of Kislev

You are trained and hardened to withstand the coldest winter gale and fiercest Norse onslaught. Trained for endurance, you prevail in the long-term where others would fail. Learning from the maneuvers of your enemy, you increase your martial prowess as you fight. You have a pool of 0-120 Warden of Kislev points which will increase over time as you engage your marked target; each point equates to one point of weapon skill.

The men of the Empire and Kislev marched against the harsh winds of winter with one goal in mind – the devastation of Bastion Stair. They had hoped that the season would give them the element of surprise and that the elements would conceal their movements – they were wrong. Khorne sees all and foresaw the coming bloodshed. He knew the attack would decimate his forces in Bastion Stair, but such was his will. From the blood of those slain in the Red Winter a new host of the most savage warriors yet to march under Khorne’s banner would emerge. Order may have proved victorious in the Red Winter, but at what cost? Not only did the Empire lose hundreds of lives to the bloody struggle, but their blood nurtured a new beast, one who longed for more.

As the blood from the Blood Arena dripped down into the chambers below, it christened a new host of warriors whose savagery the world has not yet seen. Born of the Red Winter are Khorne’s new legion of Skull Reapers – men with bloodshot eyes who live only to serve Khorne’s two needs – Blood for the Blood God, and Skulls for the Skull Throne. They have but one purpose in life, and that is to slay and collect skulls for their master, and their first victims shall be the Kislevites who have for far too long lived in the shadow of Bastion Stair.

Facing unspeakable carnage, Tsarina Katarina has taken upon the decision to send forth her most seasoned warriors to confront the legions of Khorne. Already the Lynsk flows red with blood and Praag is naught but one large glowing ember – a burnt out husk of its former glory. The villages of the Northern Wastes and Troll Country lay in utter ruin. Marching to the front lines of the struggle against Khorne are Kislev’s grandest sons – the Boyars. These noble men have more seasons of warfare under their belts than any, and their commanding presence shall stabilize the faltering Kislevite front. Their time of sitting at the Tsarina’s court has passed, now is the time for action.

Order players who acquired the Colonel’s Commission in the Crimson Fields live event have two weeks early access to the Boyar. Destruction players who acquired the Bloodsworn Oath in the Crimson Fields live event have two weeks early access to the Skull Reaper.

v1.8.a6a consists of the Crimson Fields live event. As the Ice Witches of Frosthome lead the forces of Kislev in a battle to contain the Slaaneshite winter offensive, the forces of Order led by the generals of the Empire strike at Khorne’s fortress of Bastion Stair. They hope to shatter the Blood God’s army with a surprise attack; but the Blood God sees all, his minions prepare for the approaching Empire armies. The Empire does not know that no amount of bloodshed will serve to stop Khorne, for the more they kill, the greater his appetite grows. Read more…

“I know I know Sergeant… Third night in a row I draw the short straw and get the dock-watch. Rotten luck!”

“Other than the cold, you’ve little to worry about. Not even the Norse are foolish enough to sail the Sea of Claws in winter.”

“Fate has a funny way of making the unlikely happen at the worst of times…”

“Bah, nonsense! Tor guide you in darkness, Dazh keep you warm, Ursun give you courage, and of course, Manaan spit you up back onto dry land.”

“Comforting…”

~ Conversation between Corporal Byal and Sergeant Czerno of the Erengrad Watch

Erengrad is Kislev’s key trade artery with the rest of the world; and as with any rich coastal city, it has suffered Norse raids for centuries. Typically during winter when ice coats the Sea of Claws, ships cease to sail its waters and Erengrad descends into a cold peace, awaiting the spring thaw when commerce, and the Norse raiding, can begin anew. However, so long as the winter fog shrouds Erengrad, the men who watch for its safety remain uneasy. It’s often what they can’t see that threatens the most…

The Erengrad Docks is the newest scenario in Warhammer. The battle rages during the night time as the forces of Destruction raid the city by way of the sea. The Erengrad Docks scenario is a three-point capture scenario as the battle rages around the key locations of the Harbormaster, the Warehouse, and the Imperial Wharf. Players must tread carefully as they navigate the foggy docks in the night-time… one false step and they could end up either in the water or with the enemy’s blade in their ribs.

Slaanesh had ordered an attack on Kislev in the middle of winter, hoping to catch the Kislevites off guard, but nothing can disturb the frigid air of the north without alerting the Ice Witches of Frosthome. Keen to return the favor and strike at the forces of Chaos while their forces were split, the armies of the Empire march for the dreaded slopes of High Pass. Their target – Bastion Stair, the stronghold of Khorne’s armies. Khorne has seen their movements and delights in the coming bloodshed. The Red Winter is about to begin…Read more…

For six weeks we’d sat within the rickety walls of Fort Straghov attempting to find warmth as the biting wind found its way through every crack in the fort wall, through gap in our blankets, and though every hole in our worn clothes. The cold was so piercing that most men lost a tooth or two to intense chattering. It was the dead of winter, and we, the 2nd company of the 1st battalion of the Altdorf Volunteer Regiment, or should I say the only company of the Altdorf Volunteer Regiment, were left to defend the northern frontier of Kislev. The other three companies never arrived, we know not of the fate of those seven hundred fifty men. Two hundred and seventeen able-bodied lads under my command as the first line of defense against the hordes of Chaos – Sigmar save us! Read more…